Weapon Master

Chapter 918 - Opening of Channels

"The passageway is about to open!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and the summit of the Boundless Peak was instantly in an uproar. Countless gazes were fixed onto Pang Shuo's platform.

"Buzz!"

Instantly, a thunderous rumble resounded throughout the area. Billions of rays of white light burst out from the square stage, and the patterns on the stage seemed to come to life as they continuously moved about like spirit snakes, dazzling everyone's eyes. A moment later, strands of white-colored odor entered the ball.

In the next moment, the patterns within the sphere seemed to have been stimulated and began to rapidly circulate.

Following that, more and more white-colored odor surged in like a tide from the square platform. As time passed, the round ball seemed to start melting, and gradually turned into an unusually large white whirlpool, continuously expanding until it covered almost the entire square platform.

Although the power of sucking did not spread outside the square, anyone could feel that the power of the sucking of the whirlpool was tyrannical to the extreme, as if it could make all things in the world enter the sucking.

"The passageway is open!"

Tang Huan took in a light breath. There was some excitement between his brows, and he took out an exquisite white jade piece from his bosom. It was around the length of one finger, was as wide as three fingers, was as thin as a cicada's wing, and was spread out on his palm.

If Nie Tian took it with him, he would be able to enter the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm," and the passageway to the Secret Realm would also exist for three days.

It would be closed in three days. Anyone who wanted to leave would have to wait for three years.

"Everyone, let's go!"

A loud shout suddenly resounded from the southwest. Everyone who had been unable to restrain themselves from jumping onto the platform. Clumps after clumps of white light rose up, wrapping around them, and then were pulled towards the depths of the whirlpool by the sucking, in an instant, they disappeared without a trace.

Hearing that, Tang Huan looked over in a blink of an eye.

The one who had spoken was none other than President Yi of the Pure Yang Sword Sect Sect. Beside him were Meng Xingshu, Wei Xuan Pavilion, and the two great elders of the Pure Yang Sword Sect as well as many other experts from other forces of the Yan State. As if he had noticed Tang Huan's gaze, Xi Yi also turned around with a slightly worried expression.

Tang Huan knew what he was worried about. Although she was grateful for his concern, Tang Huan had to go to the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm" no matter what.

"Yes." Xi Yi nodded his head slightly, and Tang Huan followed the flow of people as he leapt onto the square stage. In an instant, Tang Huan heard a burst of clear trembling sounds, and actually the "Barrier Opening Rune" in his palm exploded into a ball of white luster, covering his entire body into what seemed like a huge cocoon.

"Hu!"

Following that, Tang Huan felt an unstoppable surge of sucking being pulled forward at a fast speed, causing his vision to go blank.

It felt like the flick of a finger, and it felt like years had passed ….

When Tang Huan's feet touched the ground again, the white light surrounding his body had already disappeared and his vision had returned to normal. The "Barrier Opening Talisman" had already fused into his body.

At this moment, he was standing on a jade platform with a circumference of several thousand meters. Around the jade platform was a layer of whiteness as if it were shrouded by clouds. In the center of the jade platform was a huge arch.

Thousands of figures had already gathered on the jade platform.

In just a few short breaths of time, the number of cultivators had already increased by several times.

Tang Huan knew that this was the "reception desk".

Around the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm", there were a total of ninety-nine reception platforms. The cultivators of the Forging God Great World's thirty-six prefectures would randomly appear on the reception platforms after passing through the passage. By passing through the central arch, he would be able to enter the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm."

The arch could only be left and not entered. Once they passed through it, it would mean that they would face all sorts of dangers within the "Heavenly Desolate Secret World." Of course, it was impossible for the cultivators who came here to stay at the reception desk for the whole time. A day later, the exit arch would completely close.

Not long after, there were no longer people around. According to Tang Huan's calculations, the reception area already had over ten thousand cultivators.

"The total number of Cultivators on the ninety-nine reception platforms is actually a million!"

Tang Huan could not help but be secretly shocked.

However, this was also normal, as there were so many cultivators in the Yan State alone. For a continent like the Heavenly Province, the number of cultivators that came to the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm" would definitely be many times, or even ten times higher than the Yan State.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan had relaxed and, in the blink of an eye, sized them up.

All they could see were cultivators in the Heavenly Origin Stage or even the origin realm. Unfortunately, there was not a single familiar face in sight. Of course, it was not to say that Tang Huan was the only cultivator from the Yan State on the stage, it was just that Tang Huan did not recognize him. There were so many people on the Tong Tian Mountain, it was impossible for Tang Huan to remember everyone's appearance.

"Yi, I'm not seeing things, right? There's a fellow at the Origin Condensation Stage."

"It's true! With such little cultivation, you actually came here to die? "

"Haha, people still need to know their own limitations. How dare a Yuan Congealing Stage fellow enter the 'Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm'? However, if you want to die, there's nothing you can do. "

"..."

Tang Huan's existence immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding cultivators.

The cultivators of the Origin Condensation Realm did not enter the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm". This was a lesson that the cultivators of the 36 provinces, the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm", learned from their blood countless years ago. In the first few hundred years, the death rate of those who entered the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm" was as high as 90%.

After that, very few cultivators ever went to the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm." Even if there were, they were only a few that couldn't break through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage in a long time.

Tang Huan had expected this to happen, but when he heard the sounds of ridicule and ridicule, his heart did not change at all.

However, just as Tang Huan was about to head towards the arch, a loud voice suddenly resounded throughout the place, "Everyone, we are from the various provinces, and although we did not know each other previously, we were all on the same path. The Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm is filled with dangers. It's extremely dangerous to train by ourselves, so we might as well form a team and go together! "

These words were immediately answered by a majority of the cultivators.

Cultivators who entered the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm" used to do the same thing. Cultivators from different provinces formed small teams and supported each other in the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm"; this was indeed to ensure their own safety. Thus, after a while, the reception desk became extremely noisy.

"I am Gong Shuo, from the Hai Continent's' Fen Tian Shang Zong ', my cultivation has already reached the peak of Yuanfu, I am the captain, who is willing to join my team?"

"Our squad already has thirteen Heaven Origin Cultivators and four Primal Cultivators. With three more, we can set off!"

"Sha Continent 'Immeasurable Heavenly Temple', the direct disciple Zhong Yicheng was appointed captain. He is a master at the peak of Yuanfu and has yet to be quickly joined by a party's friend. If we miss this chance, we will regret it later."

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